I was reading over the news this morning and there was a comment in an article about daylight savings time and moving our clocks forward Sunday morning. The quote went like this: " At 2 a.m. Sunday, most Americans will lose an hour." This really made me think of time and its relevance in our lives. Is time really defined by the clock we set to keep track of it? Or is it defined by the number of hands we held, smiles we gave, tasks we accomplished and love we doled out along the way?

I realize that daylight savings time and changing clocks is an inconvenience to quite a lot of people that are used to routine, but we're not losing an hour. Merely chaning the way we track that hour in our day. I think down the road having daylight savings time will prove more beneficial to businesses and I certainly love the extra hour of sunshine in the summer. No matter how you look at it, though, we should be measuring our lives by deeds we do and the joy we share, not the hours in which we stuff those things. If we're not, only then are we really losing anything.